the journey

Friday, July 13, 2012

As life here is full of cuddling sick ones, potty training and laundry, and trying to craft rhythm and peace from change all that swirls through my head is "What is it all for, does it matter, who cares?"

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Knitting and reading have been my source of peace the past couple of weeks. This mama needed a stress relief. Something about knit and purl and the written word is like a balm for my soul.

my little helper this morning

On the knitting front the blanket for my friend's little one is coming along nicely. Very simple knit that I can do anywhere. Also, I added a couple more rows to one of the sweaters. Now I am to the point of needing to add the sleeves. After some research on the best way I decided on the loop cast-on method. (Thank you Techknitting!) Between that and the slipped stitches I am steadily improving my knitting repertoire. :) And the Christmas list is slowly being fleshed out. Really need to get to ordering all the yarn.

As for reading I have been working my way through multiple books lately. Fast Living, Women in the Material World, Lone Wolf, and Wuthering Heights have all been in rotation. Usually the fiction is reserved for bedtime so I can just unwind. Although the heavy subject matter of Lone Wolf made that a bit difficult....great read though. Both the non-fiction books are absolutely fascinating. Definitely must-reads.

Well, now off for a fun filled summer day. And maybe later perusing all the inspiration over at small things.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Change, re-organizing priorities, creating some rhythm have been the norm in our house for the past week or so. It is a process and what the outcome will be only time can tell. But we are making changes, taking chances for the better. At times they don't seem to make much sense. Through it all we are resting in Christ, in His grace and love. And through it all we are seeing all He has given.......

Friday, July 6, 2012

Books are an escape. A way to live a life I dream of. To flee from those too hard moments in life. Just to entertain myself. Or fill the void of loneliness when the hubby is gone yet again. Even to handle huge life changes.

Yet, in the escape the real story gets passed by. My story. These travels around the globe; the moments of pure joy at being a complete family (at least for the next 18 months...the longest he's ever been home); cuddling, teaching, laughing with, and loving on these precious babes; fully sacrificing my plans for His. Just living in the everyday moments of this life. That is a good story.

So, the book gets put down. And I embrace life. I live the story written for me....

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

As I reduce, He is enough. As I simplify, He is enough. He is my portion where food and clothes and comfort fall woefully short. He can heal me from greed and excess materialism, and pride, selfishness, and envy. While my earthly treasures and creature comforts will fail me, Jesus is more than enough. In my privileged world where "need" and "want" have become indistinguishable, my only true requirement is the sweet presence of Jesus.